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Jul/29/08farm living
did i tell you we have chickens? oh, my, they are cute, i have to admit. i didn't think they were so cute when billy and pete showed up with them and told me they had to live in my house for 2 weeks. anyway, we now, clearly, think we are farmers, which is a huge joke. i am very afraid we would starve, shrivel and die if left to our own devices. we are so pathetic, aren't we? so dependent on all of our fine modern conveniences (but, i am sort of weaned from the cell phone. by the by, mine is still busted and i didn't do anything about it b/c i knew we were going to switch services when the new iphone came out...billy seems to think he will be more handsome and smart with an iphone...so now that has been, what? weeks, at least, and i still do not have a cell phone. and, guess what? i don't care now. ha!)...i've digressed, sorry.
where was i? oh, i know. chickens, grocery stores vs. farms, etc. anyway, i like my chickens, and i like seeing my children with the chickens, and i look forward to the fresh eggs. and i like our garden, and the tomatoes, corn, broccoli, squash, etc. that manage to come to fruition, and i love the feeling i get when the majority of our supper comes from the garden. however, could i chop off those cute chicken heads and pluck them and dress them and fry them in a pan? i think not. and could i live from my garden alone? and tend it well, and can the excess, and store the taters and all those other fabulous homestead-y type chores? alas. alak. no, i could not. my family and i would starve. because i am spoiled. and weak. and maybe even lily-livered (what does that mean, do you think?) and i think we all are. heaven help us if the economy does some sort of freak out and really plummets, cause i'm not sure that we, as a nation (that would be a nation of the rich and spoiled) are quite as sturdy as our forefathers. i wonder how we can recapture some of that independence/drive/strength. hmmm, i will have to ponder that while i watch my children and chickens romp around the yard.
Posted by Stray Dog at 10:08 AM
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